Wasn’t it just yesterday that I climbed a wall and cried at the top of it because I was too scared to jump off.
Wasn’t it just yesterday that I cried because I was to leave a girls school and join a co-ed Coz I didn’t like boys.
Didn’t I just realise yesterday that boys make amazing friends too.
And has it really been almost 20 years since I passed out of school and since I saw Port Blair !
Wasn’t I Just the nervous island return girl joining a college in Mumbai.
Has it really been 14 years since I first went to B school and met the Tall one and a lot of friends I have made for a lifetime?
Good lord , I started working 12 years ago.
Hello, wasn’t it just yesterday that the Tall one and I lived the dink life – back to back movies, late nights and not a care in the world
And the elf he was definitely born yesterday. Why does he keep claiming to be 4!
AAaah I guess this is being middle aged? I feel so old and yet I feel young. I don’t think I am old enough to be called middle aged. I am a bit apprehensive too. What’s next ? Will I have as many great memories of the rest of my life or will I bemoan yesterday. Will there be no excitement? Will I become a better version of me or will I just stagnate and remain who I am now.
But like I said in the Q is for post – que Sara Sara – what will be, will be. But I owe it to me to live it up, don’t I?
This is my entry for Y as part of the April atoz challenge